I feel a catastrophic silence I hear a magnificent touch. My armoured heart whispers with difiant dignity...I will not love. I will not love. the enevitable wraith from a past prolonged pain...I cannot love. I cannot love. Ethereal light from your beloved eyes, Their heart-breaking beauty pierces my soul. If one thing in the world could truly comfort me, it would be the beguiling touch of your fingers on my face. The way you look at me, protecting me with a confidentail calm from whatever you think I fear. I LOVE YOU. You speak to me directly without emotion. Where is that displaced emotion? Have you truly no feel for me in the core of your soul where supposed love is kept? Or would it be too much agony to love me as much as I love you. (It hurts so bad to love someone so much...) Goodbye my love. Believe in me, In my words, In what I have said and what I have written. You are here, still, the hero of my own dreams, and let me please keep my place in yours. I am Yours. I am Love. I am Forever and Always. ÇhÿñåÇåt
